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Jormungandr has been very seriously considering murdering all the drones at his job and burning down the building. He just doesn't see the point in all the paper that does nothing but have words that are meaningless but all the drones act like it's the most important thing in the world. They don't seem to understand that in a thousand years no one will care. It will not matter. It has never mattered. Ever.
But Jormungandr is nothing if not patient, and so he controls his irritation by exploring the town. He's found three bodies of water: the pond in the park, the lake, and the pool. He's been spending a lot of time at the pond and the lake just standing and staring.
Today, in fact, he can be found at the lake, or rather, in the lake, his shoes and socks carefully placed on the shore. He's standing a little ways away from the shore, the water coming up to his thighs... and he's still wearing his pants. He seems to not even notice or care that the pants are now soaked. No, instead he's staring out at the water, and quite possibly contemplating submerging himself under the water.
Feel free to bother him, but he may not be particularly... appreciative.
But Jormungandr is nothing if not patient, and so he controls his irritation by exploring the town. He's found three bodies of water: the pond in the park, the lake, and the pool. He's been spending a lot of time at the pond and the lake just standing and staring.
Today, in fact, he can be found at the lake, or rather, in the lake, his shoes and socks carefully placed on the shore. He's standing a little ways away from the shore, the water coming up to his thighs... and he's still wearing his pants. He seems to not even notice or care that the pants are now soaked. No, instead he's staring out at the water, and quite possibly contemplating submerging himself under the water.
Feel free to bother him, but he may not be particularly... appreciative.
